Pound of Flesh_An Urban Fantasy Novel by J. A. Cipriano & Conner Kressley

Author:J. A. Cipriano & Conner Kressley [Cipriano, J. A. & Kressley, Conner]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-10-24T16:00:00+00:00

15

Charles Whitmore stood up from the witness stand, his eyes trained on Ian and I, but   those peepers slid right past Gary. Imps must not have been as prevalent down here as I thought.

The first thing I noticed about him was his uncomfortable proximity to Renee. She had been frozen while questioning him obviously. Which wasn’t a problem when I thought neither of them could move. But evidently he wasn’t effected by the spell covering the rest of this place, the fact he was close enough to touch her irked me.

Of course, that wasn’t my most pressing problem.

Charlie Boy looked different than he had back at the convenience store. He was no longer the two-bit thug with scared eyes and a murderous streak that stretched out over the entire county. It seemed like he had never been that person. The real Charles Whitmore (if that was even his real name)  looked at us with cunning and knowing eyes. Even his voice had changed, now free of the confused inflection and lilting questions.

He had always been sure of everything.

He had always been in the know. He was just playing me, playing the entire Atlanta police department to get close enough to Renee to snatch her.  Now he was that close, and I had to make sure he didn’t get it done.

“Your witch missed one,” I said, staring at Charlie but speaking to Ian. My body had tensed up and my mind was scanning the room, looking not only for possible weapons I might be able to use, but also at the placement of the defenseless frozen mortals all around the courtroom.

They were sitting ducks, and every last one of them could be used as a shield or worse.

“Don’t blame the witch. She probably wasn’t expecting something like me,” Charlie said,  hopping over the stand and landing right in front of Renee. She stood there, unblinking and very likely unseeing.

My heart sped up like a jackhammer, treating my ribcage every bit like concrete as it pounded hard against it.

“Trust me,  dirt bag. You don’t want to hurt her,” I said, brandishing my gun and pointing it at him.

“What I want to do and what I will do are two different things, you jacked up half-breed,” Charlie answered, eyeing Renee up and down and purposely letting his gaze linger on her breasts. “She’s not bad for a piece of shit prosecutor, is she?” he asked. “I bet I could have some real fun with those tits. Maybe I will. Given the spell, I bet she wouldn’t even notice.”

He reached toward her chest. Something primal and territorial sprung up inside of me. Fuck that. He wasn’t going to touch her.  Instinctively, I fired. The bullet hit his hand, blowing a hole in it. Pulling it back, Charlie glared at me, though he didn’t scream or even whimper.

“The next one goes in your head,” I warned. “Now get away from her.”

Without taking his eyes off me, Charlie lifted his hand. I watched in horror as the hole I’d just put there healed. Within the span of a few heartbeats, he was whole again. Like he had never been hurt at all.

Okay. So that was going to make things interesting.

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